An array of sparkling points rise and float
They soar in ethereal air by rote.
Rolling vibrations ring at random
Free spirals prance in pigments of cadmium.
Loose bends march unopposed, unrestrained,
A flat object revels unconstrained.
In the cadenced canvas the strings of cello
Play joyous music in red, green and yellow.
Monday, November 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art